CORRECT LYRICS

Lyrics : Bad Mood

Nah, la, la, la
La, la, la, la
Bevolo got that sauce
Ooh ooh

Do not talk to me 'cause I've been in a bad mood
Got a boujee b*t*h, yeah she got an attitude
Run up on my shooter b*t*h, I promise I will blast you
She came to my show and tried to post it on her YouTube, ooh
All this money girl I'm used to, ooh
I ain't tryna use you, ooh
I ain't needa use you
Keep on saying that
It put me in a bad mood

Check my bank account, can't say that I fell off
Shawty kiss the diamonds now the Patek, lip gloss
And my bank account big, big, retro Rick Ross
I feel like a dentist, it's flooded when I floss
Told her diamonds on my teeth, she wanna meet me
Says water, water, water like it's Fiji
And I gotta admit, it's on my brown skin, that's Reese's
And you know I never forgive you
You tried to leave me
I dress like this, it's fashion, no flex
And my outfit cost 10 times your check
I just started counting money 'cause it get her wet
Yeah she getting freaky, freaky when she sees these racks